Pardon My Prose

God knows I know it's hard to see it all sometimes, why it all fits and how it all is interconnected. So I try to throw the occasional bone to Seeing the Big Picture and the Broad Brush and such. The story of the Kingdom Come Institute rests on the concepts of evolution, revelatory experiences of text acheived through aggressive cognizance of etymological anomolies, the concept of the meme virus, and the absolute destruction of capitalism through unrestricted generosity. My theory is, the best secret society is the one that is first founded on established and recognized pillars of truth and reason and second presented in a quite apparent and open manner. There are no registrations, there is nowhere to sign your name. There is no guestbook to let me know your computer called my friend's computer up. I'd rather not know. In the end it's about whether we have goals and whether we have discipline. We will behave rightly or our current situation will continue. But then, who the hell knows? Some kind of situation will continue, it seems. Maybe the whole universe is the long escape of a wave of chaos in a great formless sea of nothing, maybe time is caused by the continuous collapse of the uncountable myriad probabilities and waveform equations or quarks and leptons or whatever the hell it is the eggheads are saying is running the whole show these days. Maybe existence is just by it's nature unstable, but always by virtue of some original impetus (which I humbly offer to the institutions of science as the term for the property that keeps that big wheel turnin') of the moment, escaping final collapse into the void by continuous evolution (consider the meme volve which if I may say is a humdinger) into stranger forms of obsessive self-reference. The thesis is that the necessity at this time is to cooperate and there is only one club that we are all members of, even foolish people who think having their heads flash frozen is going to get them off that particularly egalitarian hook. Harry Truman expressed it best when he said the trouble with the long run is that in the long run we're all dead. Okay, sad but true, right, so get over it. That's the basic premise.

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